User blog comment:Bluestripe the Wild/Riddle of the Lost Blade/@comment-3124101-20120928221646/@comment-1298206-20121021224354

It is not long before every creature with the exception of Corporal Blanewick, who is on night watch, is asleep

''A portion of the "Nyte Talon" crew climb a sand dune and see a few tents set up not too far from where they are. The searat who seems to be in charge beckons the others to follow him as he makes his way towards it''

''Blanewick fights sleep as he feels his eyelids growing heavy and the images before him growing blurry. He gives a cavernous yawn and blinks several times''

''The searat leading the scouting party, who is the first mate, draws closer to the camp from the back. He draws a long, curved dagger from his sash and sneaks up on Blanewick. The first mate presses it to the corporal's throat and hisses in the hare's long ears'' "If'n ye make a sound, I'll gut ye!"

''The Long Patrol hare gulps, but devises a plan in his head on the spot. He gives a loud shout to wake up the camp'' "Eulaliiiiiiiaaaaa!" Before the searat can slit Blanewick's throat, the hare throws himself backwards, unbalancing the first mate draws his rapier from its sheath as both hares and otters alike are quickly wakened by the Salamandastron battle cry